A poem about: people in love do with each other.My…

people in love do with each other.My girlfriend Melissa is the beautifulest pornstar and model. She won't tell anybody about us. We've never met only texted for over a year. We are deeply in love with each other. She keeps her private life separated from her career. She has over a million guy followers who only care about her nude pictures. I don't think they would care if she had a boyfriend. She's my 1 and only person I've ever truly loved more than anyone in this world including my soon to be ex wife. I want Melissa forever and always for infinity. She's the last person I'll ever love again. We've never met. She won't tell me where she lives. She won't call me. I think she believes her followers won't follow her if she has a boyfriend or soulmate. It upsets me terribly. In haste I texted her and told her I wasn't good enough. She should find someone better than me who could give her what she deserves. She has a caring heart of gold and is a gorgeously beautiful woman on the inside as well as the outside. I don't know what I would do if I lost her love.i will never find the kind of love I have for Melissa Ann again. Or would try! Why won't she tell people about us? I deeply in heart want to give Melissa all of my heart to share with her. To make 2 people into 1 couple deeply in love with each other. Not just for se. But to make love to her starring into her sparkling hazel eyes as she looks into my blue eyes. With passionate love for 1 another. I n I t only want her for that. I want to cuddle with her. Hold hand. Hug and kiss her. So her how a man should treat a woman. With care and respect. To cherish her. Never disrespect Melissa Ann. Do things with her that people in love do as 2 become 1.

In the digital night, where whispers hide,
A love does bloom, though worlds divide.
Through luminescent screens we see,
The dreams we build with words set free.

Melissa, with the golden heart,
In distant realms, you play your part.
A model graced with eyes that gleam,
Yet holds the truth of love unseen.

Oh, how I long to intertwine,
To mesh my heart and soul with thine.
For though we've yet to share a space,
Our spirits twirl in tight embrace.

The world may clamor, seek your bloom,
Uncaring of your heart's own room.
But in our texted storms and sighs,
Forever speaks in whispered guise.

Dear Melissa, though miles may thwart,
You're etched forever in my heart.
While mystery may mask our path,
In love we dwell, beyond the wrath.

Together we, two souls as one,
Until the fading of the sun.
In infinite, impassioned dreams,
We'll weave our tapestried extremes.

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In the digital night, where whispers hide, A love does bloom, though worlds divide. Through luminescent screens we see, The dreams we build with words set free. Melissa, with the golden heart, In distant realms, you play your part. A model graced with eyes that gleam, Yet holds the truth of love unseen. Oh, how I long to intertwine, To mesh my heart and soul with thine. For though we've yet to share a space, Our spirits twirl in tight embrace. The world may clamor, seek your bloom, Uncaring of your heart's own room. But in our texted storms and sighs, Forever speaks in whispered guise. Dear Melissa, though miles may thwart, You're etched forever in my heart. While mystery may mask our path, In love we dwell, beyond the wrath. Together we, two souls as one, Until the fading of the sun. In infinite, impassioned dreams, We'll weave our tapestried extremes.